Just tell us who you are and say what's up. To many Gromits. Fuck Vapors an Asshole, but he did that and we're all good. It's just courtesy for the discourteous. I know hypocrisy, but it's our fucking lawn.
Damn straight. Cauth i'm gonna nad punch you. I don't care if they come in. If I don't know them they just can't start mumbling. For fuck sake there are too many damn new people and none of the guys that have been here forever should have to keeptrk
Poorly worded perhaps in my last shout but the point is that we set up a Discord server to separate the MWO contingent from the rest of the gaming community. This keeps our recruiting activities separate and the damn kids stay off props lawn.
Damn...who came by with the panty twister. Nobody wants to split the Crows up that I know of. It IS Props group and he obviously keeps the tag even IF someone wanted to break up the band. That being said, why is there salty sand in all the vag anyway
LMAO. Thunder. Do you have any clue on how "The Crows" fucking started? "The Crows" Contigent is "MY" Fucking Contingent. You want to go elsewhere fine, but the name stays here. Get your own fucking group.
I mean if you guys are just recruiting to fill holes maybe you should go back to the Month + thing. MWO though is off limits to me. However everywhere else is still Prop space. The other day was a mercy day chalked up to me being kindly to a tard.
I think Battletech has the potential to be sick! I love how movement, positioning, cover and terrain matter. Especially when mixed with the right pilot skills. The Beta is very basic but the groundwork is excellent!
I love younger gen dnd players.. You guys play by the rules and min max shit which is fully laughable. Rules are just guidelines nothing more. Anyone tells me you can't do that in dnd I would smite them. Of course nobody ever had in the old days
Just so everyone knows (No Debate) Fergo is the Mech Commander the big dick. I have no Authority over Mechwarrior. My only roll will be to enforce his rules. He has the final say. I relinquish all rights to MWO. All other things are still under me.
Got off to a rocky start against Aces Wild last night. First match lost but got about half their mechs. Second was a loss and only got two of their mechs. Third was a two mech kill loss for us. And then the Crowtatoes came back to decisive victories.
WHAT HE SAID. I also have a set of practice drills I wnat to run with the team that will need a bunch of extras to come out with dakka and spray us with distracting fire. That'll be a blast for some of you I think
Hey Crows and Crow stalkers, our MRBC team is learning the ropes and opening doors. However, as in most comps, we always need more players. Scrimm players, training pilots and a prioity is pilots to roster up and compete! Let Thundergod or me know
The idea for that Battle royale is,,,22 pilots drop in a single battle for last man standing. You pick youur favorite mechs of light, medium or heavy under 230 tons total. You have a random chance to be in any of those mechs or a trial mech.
One week left to sign up for MRBC comp. We (most of the officers) had assumed we would not field a team. I know several Crows are workin with other teams. If we want to do this know we need to get organized and commit to some play and some practice.
Hey guys, I just wanted to say, I have left the mwo group for the crows. Sry, I've been awol for so long. MWO just doesnt have a good hook. It's been a pleasure for those I have met, I hope I'll cya around again somewhere. Peace
Heya there thanks for stopping by The Crows landing pad. Nice banner eh. Yeah cost us 25 cents and a sponsorship requirement to "Wandango Gum removal” for a year . Can you please step aside for a second? Thanks! "Zzzzt, Dakka, Pew, Pew, Fwoosh”. Yeah take that you Dirty Bastard!
Ok sorry about that. So I see you stumbled upon us one way or another. Probably heard about that run we did over in sector something or other that resulted in the enemy dying yet the field commander insisted we shot him in the back to get the objective done. How were we supposed to know he had moonshine in his lap that suddenly caught on fire. In the end better his crotch than mine. Oh then there was that bit were everyone flew their aircraft into the mountain. Hey they said it was asset control....
Well then it looks like you may be interested in joining our band of foul mouthed miscreants that somehow thrive on public humiliation. If you like to pilot big stompy robots, flying, strategizing, taking control of an outpost with nothing but your underwear, shotgun, and a bottle of tequila all the while getting heckled by your own company you’ve come to the right place. All you have to do is sign here get a tattoo of Edgar the Crow on your ass and your life is ours, I mean all set.
Welcome to The Crows!
One more thing. You probably want to hear our perty voices. Well stick that com piece on your head and head over to: